Jimin POV

Another few weeks flew by and FINALLY Y/N was able to go back to work. She picked back up on her human instincts a lot faster than we thought she would and she had been taking the remedy since day two. Everyone was happy to have her back, she was very valued at the company and her teammates missed her. We were able to go through our days without any form of incident. She didn't NEED me to babysit her at all. I was around her for most of the days we were back at the studio simply because she was my partner. Since her turning we have been able to connect even more in our dancing. Our trust for one another made it smooth and easy with every routine.

But I was mad.

I was mad at her. I loved and adored her, but I was so angry with her. She could feel exactly how I felt not being mated, and she continued to hold off. Weeks had gone by. We traveled for work, we'd perform different stages and we got even closer as a couple. I loved her and she loved me...she knew it. She knew I loved her for HER and not just because of the bond. And I was about to snap.

"What are you working on?" she asked as she walked into my room.

I was sitting on my bed with my laptop open. I looked up to see her in one of my favorite button up shirts leaning on the door frame. I could feel myself start to stir as seeing her like that was such a turn on. I cleared my throat looking back down before I responded. "Answering emails."

"Oh." She didn't move from her spot continuing to stare at me.

I flicked my eyes up to her and she locked eyes with me. "Is there something you need?" I asked her trying not to be annoyed.

She leaned up and yawned stretching her arms above her head. When she did the shirt lifted and I could see the black lace boy-shorts that barely left anything to the imagination. I tried my best not to look but it was too late, I already saw it.

"I was just wondering if you wanted to come to bed." She said placing her hands back on her waist with that beautiful smile that makes me weak to my knees.

"I am answering emails, baby." I said looking back down. "I'll come to bed later."

We would alternate sleeping in each others room and it happened to be the night we were going to sleep in hers.

"Oh...well it's 10 o' clock, Jimin. Don't you think the rest of your emails can wait until tomorrow?"

Yes.

"No."

"Why not?"

Because I'm mad at you.

"Because I've been putting them off for a while."  I kept my eyes to the computer screen knowing if I looked at her cute pout I would cave and go wither. "So I need to finish them."

"Oh...well how long do you think it will be?"

"I don't know babe..." I said sighing heavily.

"Okay." She deadpanned. "Goodnight." And she walked away.

I hurt. I literally hurt when she walked away. I slammed my laptop shut and leaned over running my hand through my hair. I gripped on my root pulling slightly letting out a deep and long breath.

"You okay?" I hear from the door.

I look up to see Yoongi leaning on the doorframe the same way Y/N was.

"I'm fine, hyung."

"You should talk to her."

"I HAVE talked to her. She knows how I feel, she knows where I stand yet she still denies me."

He stepped into my room shutting the door behind her.

"This can't be easy for her, you know. She didn't even know before she was turned."

"I. KNOW." I said a little too aggressively. "If I could do it all over again I would but I cant...why do I need to be punished over and over again? You have no idea what it feels like to be constantly around your mate, intimate, and not be able to completely claim them."

There was a silence as he slowly walked over to me sitting on my bed. "You're right. I don't know what that feels like. But can I tell you something?" I nodded and he took a deep sigh. "Tae thinks after as long as we have been together that I wouldn't have chosen to turn. And that just isn't true. I am so happy, that things happened the way they did because I got the opportunity to be with him forever. Had it not happen the way it did, I would have begged him to turn me. He was my world, and to not be able to please someone you love, not be able to be intimate with them, aggressively so." He smirked. "And I know how you are." I laughed at his comment. "I understand why you were so pushy with her...but you have to understand. She would have let you turn her."

"How do you know?"

"I just do." He smiled. "Being in her shoes, I can garentee you that she would have made that decision on her own. But because she wasn't give the option, she is holding on the only decision she DOES have."

"But she's in pain...if not more than I am because I'm so much older than her."

"True." He nodded. "But she's holding on to the only decision she really has left. She cant NOT drink blood, she cant NOT live with us, she cant NOT be with you. But she can decide when to mate and she will hold on to that through the pain. And trust me when I say, the pain she feels knowing YOU are in pain, is greater than her not being mated to you."

I was a little shocked at his words, not seeing that from that point of view before.

"I guess I never thought of it that way before."

"I know." He smiled. "But you being a brat and trying to be mad, just because she is...probably wont convince her that it's the time to mate."

He stood up and opened up the door leaving witout another word.

I sprang from my spot on the bed and ran next door opening up her door. Her room was dark and I knew she was awake but she wasn't moving at all. I climbed into bed with her wraping my right arm around her waist and sneaking my left arm under her neck taking hold of her hand in the process. I placed soft kissed behind her ear and on her neck causing her to get chills.

"Did you finish replying to your emails?" she whispered in a hoarse voice.

"No." I said kissing her still.

"Then why are you here?"

"You're more important."

She turned to me and I saw her eyes were glassy. My heart had a stinging feeling at the realization that she had been crying. I immediately cupped her face with my right hand brushing away her fallen tears.

"I'm so sorry Jimin...I...I just..."

"Shhhh." I cooed kissing her softly on her lips. "When you're ready."

"B-but..."

"Stop. I will wait...until you are ready. End of story."

She kissed me a few times softly and I melted into the feeling of her lips on mine. "Thank you." She whispered.

I kissed her on herforehead and wrapped her in my arms. We slept in that next morning, calling into work and having the day to ourselves.